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  1. Aluxia

    2018 ANAFA League Cup

    There was enthusiastic cheering occurring outside Lusankya Stadium as the Aluxite Red Eagles had managed to overcome the Fulgistani Golden Tigers in the final minutes of the first match of the ANA Cup. Observing the joyous crowds were the dour Imperial security forces, on hand to ensure reasonable celebration and maintaining public order. Meanwhile inside the arena, though people were leaving, the press corps was assembled in a scrum with Mitar Valesovic, the forward who scored the sole goal, and the team's coach, Pytor Olkav. "...yes, yes," started Pytor, "those Alharuan tigers played a good game but we caged them. But I will not lie to you, our next match against Iverica will not be a walkover. They performed mightly in the World Cup and are certainly in the top five best teams in the entire UENA. We have spent considerable time preparing a winning strategy to beat them." "Mitar," spoke up a report, "Pavel Korovic from Vorzyd." Valesovic nodded. "That play you executed in the final minute, was that at all prepared for the match?" "No. As you saw, the game was essentially tied up until that moment but when Yusuf Majid and Oleg Sidek moved out of position, both myself and Vikar knew we had to take advantage of the pocket in the defensive line. Harlov took the ball away from Timur and passed it off to Vikar who fought through the pocket, before passing it off to me for the net. I firmly believe that they were tired and just wanted the match over. Such an opportunity may have occurred today, it will certainly not happen against the Ivericans. They have a solid defense: Diego Sorro and Anton Bandera were world-class. They'll be a challenge but for me and my colleagues, we're ready." He was interrupted by another reporter. "What do you have to say about Léonel Messy?" "He's an amazing player, I have tremendous respect for him and I am ready to take him on." "One more question," said the team's publicist. "Coach Olkav," he acknowledged, "we heard a wild rumor that you were planning on bringing the young midfielder, Dmitri Petja, on the pitch next week." "We haven't confirmed the roster for our game against the Ivericans but Petja has shown tremendous talent which is why we brought him onto the squad this year. I will say that he will get some game time during the Cup but we're planning one match at a time." "Alright, no further question," and two grim bodyguards began approaching, cowing the press members to back off as Olkav and Valesovic return to the team's clubhouse for the post-match meeting with the rest of the team. Above the gathering, Crown Prince Kravos was still seated in the Royal Box, talking on his cell phone to an anonymous member of the Imperial Diplomatic Corps who was close to the Prince. "...make arrangements for me to meet with representatives of the nations on the list I sent to you in the encrypted email...we'll talk over the matches...there is much to discuss...thank you..."
  2. Aluxia

    Vorzyd

    Aluxia Qualifies for ANAFA League Cup The Red Eagles will dive straight into the Argic and Northern Aharu Football Association's League Cup following a last-minute qualification after the ANAFA Authorities reviewed a controversial goal by the team's final competitor that had initially disqualified them. In response, that team had been removed and the Aluxians will be making their first debut at the Cup. Crown Prince Kravos has been a staunch supporter of the team, providing whatever resources they needed to ensure the team has success on the pitch. Team coach Pytor Olkav, who only retired from the Imperial military three years ago, has given his full attention and energy into completely rebuilding the squad. Olkav said this year's team is by far the best he or any Aluxian has seen in a generation. They will be led by star forward, #10, Mitar Valesovic. The Red Eagles will be playing Fulgistan in the first set of matches.
  3. Aluxia

    Expansion Ahrana

    I have no issues with this expansion plan.
  4. Aluxia

    A Change in the Wind

    From: Valron, External Representative and Advisor to Emperor Davros To: Eugenios Goulielmos, Megas Logothetes of the Logothesion of Foreign Affairs of the Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion Thank you for your response to my previous communique. You are right - the port at Narlis wasn't damaged extensively so I will save us both time by not making a formal request for economic assistance. However, and I have already spoken to His Majesty about this, we would like some members of your intelligence services to be temporarily posted here in the Empire so we can root out these traitors and cowards as quickly as possible. In the aftermath of the attack, we have at least deduced it was not caused by a foreign entity as the explosive materials used came from a device that sees utilization with the Imperial Army which informs us that is solely an internal force. We will find them, it's only a matter of time.
  5. Aluxia

    A Change in the Wind

    In the wake of the attack on Narlis, Emperor Davros was angry as ever. He had deployed military forces to many of the other major cities in Aluxia and doubled the number of both plainclothed and uniformed Black Robes security forces in the capital. Kravos, watching from the sidelines, knew that this provocative move was only going to make things worse, and at a faster pace than the Crown Prince wanted to occur. Using the legitimate excuse of inspecting the reconstruction of Narlis' downtown, he took his leave of Vardin for the southern countryside. But he would never arrive in Narlis as he was very much focused on a much more important meeting. Chornarov had informed him that if he wanted to truly move Aluxia forward, he would need the support of the wealthy Aleksandr Poporov. Igor had made the clandestine arrangements on the prince's behalf. Alexsandr lived in Chukba, north of Narlis. He inherited his fortune from his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, all of whom were Imperial traders, selling Aluxian wares and resources in Morheimian and Derthaler ports over the generations. But he knew the Aluxian economy was suffering - the Emperor's foolish and lackluster investment outside the capital had left much of the population barely surviving, with a smaller minority managing to keep level. Only free trade and widescale industrialization, with foreign investment, would Aluxian economic fortunes be better for all. Alexsandr's views were opposed by the Emperor's Commerce Ministry, stating that the people's own toil would be sufficient to keep the Emperor moving forward. Imperial propaganda stated as much too. To keep the liberal 'industrialist' in his place, Poporov's trading license was revoked and his passport canceled. A prisoner. It was midday by the time Kravos arrived. Alexsandr was skimming the drawing room. His butler had shown the prince in. Alexsandr was looking out the window and then paced the room. "It is certainly a beautiful day outside," he commented. "Absolutely, perhaps one of the best we've had in weeks." "I am glad you are here, we have a lot to talk about, but little time." He nodded to the butler, who took his leave. "You wanted to see me? Chornarov didn't give me any details other than it was imperative that we speak." "Yes," he responded, walked back from the window and into an open armchair. "Aluxia, as a country, is dying." The Crown Prince did not respond immediately, waiting to hear more from his host. "Cautious to respond, a good move given that neither of us have met before, I like that." "I am sure Igor has told you..." "He has. You intend to remove your father. By whatever means." "Yes." "A suicidal act but if there is anyone who can probably do it, it's you." "You don't seem too confident..." "Nonsense," he started, "in fact, you are probably going to outright succeed." "And why do you say that?" "You're not an idiot. You're charismatic, not sadistic, and truth be told, you are far more a man of the people than any Aluxian Emperor except for perhaps the first." "You flatter me." "Don't let your ego get to your head. The little stunt you pulled in Narlis isn't going to get you far." Kravos clearly was speaking with someone who was far more politically astute than he led on." "What is the proposition you wanted to share with me?" "Your little band of rebels is never going to succeed without consistent financial and material support and it will only be a matter of time until the Imperial military realizes that some of its stockpiles are missing." The prince nodded in agreement. "I am willing to impart with you a massive contribution of Zemids, 500 million Zemids, through a series of back channels, to purchase the weapons, rations, and equipment you are going to need - from outside Aluxia." "Such items are never going to get past Imperial inspectors..." he was cut off. "Do not worry about that. I have already lined the pockets of the Narlis customs officials. "And what do you want in exchange for it?" "An absolute promise of free trade, the dissolution of the Imperial Trading Organization, and a firm willingness to widescale industrialize Aluxia." "We could potentially put the livelihoods of millions at risk by taking that too far." "Perhaps, in the short term, but Aluxia's entire economy will crash in due time if we don't and then you will be a monarch of a completely impoverished state. You've seen the unproductivity, the poverty, and the destitution of the countryside. Industrializing the country will give these millions a new opportunity they wouldn't otherwise have." The Crown Prince nodded. It would have to be an unfortunate risk to take. "But what about training for them, many of these people have only known the field their entire lives." "If the market reacts positively, and I think it will, then I don't think you will have much of an issue in getting the masses trained for the future." Proporov stood and encouraged the prince to follow him outside, leading him back towards his car. "There is one more thing I want for my 'contribution.' Kravos looked at him. "I want my travel documents back. I want to hide somewhere warm for the duration of the events that will inevitably unfold between you and your father. I'll return in the aftermath and help rebuild the country." "That won't be easy." "You're doubting your abilities...and I know you can." "Get my passport and I'll wire the first contingent of my financial 'pledge,' he said, opening the prince's car door. He handed him a slip of paper with 22 digits, the number of the bank account the money would appear from. "We'll talk soon," said Kravos scribbling a series of numbers on a piece of paper. "Call this number tomorrow night." The following night "...it wasn't easy but I managed to persuade the Foreign Ministry, with some degree of coercion, to reinstate your passport. Igor has bribed the border guards to let you pass through the northern border without little more than a flash of the booklet. Now, don't forget your end of the deal." "But of course," responded Proporov. "Take a look at your secure account," he said. 100 million Zemids had been deposited by the Cindev Company.
  6. Full Name of Country/Region: The Aluxian Empire Representative Signing (and date): Crown Prince Kravos Ratification by (and date): 11 September 2018 Continent: Argis First Language(s): Aluxian Second Language: Anglish Additional Languages: N/A
  7. Aluxia

    A Change in the Wind

    From: Valron, External Representative and Advisor to Emperor Davros To: Eugenios Goulielmos, Megas Logothetes of the Logothesion of Foreign Affairs of the Megas Agios Basileia Arhomanion I have shared your last message with the Emperor and His Majesty thanks the Tagmatine Emperor for his sympathies in these difficult times. The terrorists and anarchists responsible for this act will be found and punished severely. It is well known that Aluxians have never been completely content and that there are those who would wish to see reform - but one should not be rewarded with such destructive tendencies. The Emperor has dispatched additional security personnel to Nalis to ensure no further attacks are made upon the city or the vital seaport. Emperor Davros, however, wished me to inquire as to what support the Tagmatine Empire may be able to provide, at least temporarily, while the Empire itself recovers from the attack. He looks forward to your response at your earliest convenience.
  8. Aluxia

    A Change in the Wind

    Weeks had passed and five predominant individuals had been found to lead cells they would be led independently within reach major city of the Empire. To keep the Crown Prince from being associated with the movement until the right time, Igor would assume a false identity and covertly operated the resistance organization from the shadows. They would receive financial and material support from a 'generous' benefactor,' who was claimed to be subversive aristocrats who supported Kravos' position though, in reality, they came from the Crown Prince himself through a number of shell corporations he had formed using different identities for each. How he got these materials were never divulged but he had secretly gained several members of the military leadership to give him several weapons and resource crates under the guise of maintaining rural security. Kravos and Chornarov arranged to meet privately in the less affluent neighborhoods of Vardin to discuss their next move. "The cells have their weapons and resources - enough to last them the next three months," he commented. The Prince nodded. "It'll have to last them until I can lock down a much more sustainable supply chain for them. Have they figured out what our first step should be?" he asked. Igor responded, "yes, they recommend a bombing attack on the Black Robes Headquarters." "They're mad!" shouted Kravos. "Did they come with something else of equal...measure?" "Er...yes...if you didn't want to attack the Robes, there is always the option of bombing Narlis." "That sounds better and would knock out the country's only deep-sea port for days, if not weeks if we do this right." "But doing so may cut the entire population off from vital supplies from Morheim." "Then let's not bomb the port infrastructure, yet. Perhaps City Hall? The Mayor of Narlis is a firm supporter of my father's and there is no way he would support our cause. Not for all the Zemids in the world." "Alright. I'll have the Narlis cell take out the Hall tomorrow night. What about the mayor?" "Kill him." "And who do you propose we have come in to take his place until our entire effort has achieved its goal?" "Alexi Krylov. His former aide. He's always despised his boss. Don't worry, I've already talked to him and he's on our side." "Anything else before I make the call?" "No. We'll talk next steps after the current set of plans are carried out." The following day, midday Three men in deep red shirts and shrouded in black robes approached Narlis' City Hall. Most individuals didn't come to City Hall unless they had a reason. One of them took out a badge of the Black Robes security apparatus. The guard, fearing for his life, didn't question them and allowed them into the building. The last one to entered held a briefcase. They silent walked through the walls and down into the basement where they set up their bomb. A pair of janitors who were supporting their cell had placed several explosive charges in the room to add to the eventual implosion of the building. A timer was set for 2 minutes and the group quickly make their way to an exit on the opposite side of the basement and across the street. 3... 2... 1... The entire building erupted into millions of tiny concrete pieces, fire engulfed all within, including the Mayor. In total, there were seventy-three in the building, none survived. News of the Narlis bombing spread like wildfire and reached the Emperor's throne room within two hours. "...its total chaos down in Narlis," yelled Darvos. His son asked to speak which his irate father only begrudgingly allowed. "Narlis needs immediate support and an interim leader to keep order. We wouldn't want the people to take advantage of this incident to destroy the entire port in order to kill the men responsible for this." "And who do you suggest?" "Alexi Krylov. He was the former aide to the Mayor and he knows the entire city so the learning curve would be non-existent. Plus, the people have always had a good opinion of him so they wouldn't have the urge to kill him." The Emperor was too irriated to think straight but neither was he in the mood to spar with his son. "Very well, inform him of the situtation and have him take charge at once." "It shall be done father," he responded as he made his way to the nearest phone, a hidden smile on his face.
  9. Aluxia

    Resource Map

    I do think a resource map is a good addition. And I do see where some individuals are coming from in regards to it being introduced after the fact. I have been in half a dozen regions that always talked about doing this but never got around to it. I think Europa can pull it off and still be generous to those who already have something developed without creating one-side economies. I say we continue the conversation over time and see where it takes us.
  10. Aluxia

    Expansion: Prymont

    I don't see Aluxia expanding considerably beyond its immediate surroundings anytime soon. I have no qualms with your plan as I think it's a good thing if the continent looked more full.
  11. Aluxia

    A Change in the Wind

    "...but father!" exclaimed Crown Prince Kravos, yelling at his father, the Emperor. "It's not up for discussion. I've told you this a hundred times and now it will be a hundred-and-one," Emperor Davros paused, attempting to control his anger. "I will not give the Council of Twelve more power. They complete their task as prescribed. There is no need for them to do anything else. There has not been a single complaint in hundreds of years." The Crown Prince had grown tired of arguing with is one-way thinking father. "The people need help. The country is frozen in time. You have let me have the great privilege of studying abroad and in that time I saw many things that would simply be a fantasy here." Davros scoffed. "Democracy, a contemptible ideology if I ever heard one," he paused. "The democracies of the world are false, owned by the few." Kravos cut him off. "The Empire will remain in a snowglobe of backwardness until we recognize that more has to be done," his father was done with talking with his son for the day. "Get out! We're done having this conversation!" he was red in the face. His son was flustered, said nothing, and left his ignorant father to grumble on his throne. The Crown Prince would mutter under his own breath as he entered the Palace's courtyard where a car was waiting for him. "Where to sir?" his driver asked. "Take me to see Chornarov," he replied, settling into the back seat of the vehicle. The person he was going to see was one of his fellow nobles who had traveled with him across Argis during their days in college. He shared in Kravos' liberalism, which made him an ostracized individual within his own family. Hours passed as the car made its slow way through the countryside to the Chornarov estate. Night started to fall upon the land as he finally arrived. Chornarov saw the headlights approach the house from an upstairs window and rushed downstairs while putting on his shoes and light outer coat. Kravos was getting out of the car just as he exited the house. "Kravos!" shouted Chornarov. "Igor!" he said in response. "What brings you here," he asked. "My father." Igor thought he had heard everything about the Emperor while the two were abroad but Kravos' expression seemed to suggest that something was heavy on his mind. "Please come in," he offered, leading the Crown Prince into his home. It was a bit outdated but it had an old world charm about her. Chornarov instructed one of two servants to fetch them glasses and a bottle of vodka. They sat down in the drawing room. Portraits of the various members of the Chornarov family encircled them on every wall. "I wasn't expecting you at all. Whenever you want to see me, you summon me to Vardin. You don't drive out to this drab hinterland without a reason." He was right. All the 'life' in the Empire laid in Vardin. Every major investment was concentrated there or in the Empire's lackluster and highly corrupt military. The Emperor had pledged to spend more on the countryside but not a single additional Zemid could be accounted for in nearly 3 years. The people had been given free healthcare but this was to keep them from complaining. "Igor," Kravos started, "the Empire needs reform," he said cautiously. "Aluxia needs to move forward with the times and my father is absolutely opposed to anything to change our beloved homeland." He took a shot of vodka that Igor had poured as he spoke. "The two of you have never had a good relationship," he commented. "No, no we haven't," he responded, "he won't even take my suggestions, minor when put into the larger perspective of the wider world." He took another shot. "Something has to change," he said, thinking of how to finish his sentence. "What?" "He has to go." Even to utter those words would have locked up a lesser man or even a plotting nobleman in a rotting cell beneath the headquarters of the Black Robes for twenty years if not life. It wouldn't really matter as it was complete hell. Igor was mid-shot when he choked on the liquid he had only just poured into his mouth and sprayed it back out. "You're joking." "I'm serious. He has to go." Chornarov was silent for a moment. "And is this is why you're here," he asked. "I thought about it on the car ride up here. Aluxia will remain completely isolated, fated to continually circle an endless doldrums of arrogance and ignorance of others unless we change. And it starts with the top. You know I am right," Chornarov took a shot and looked at his friend. "I need to know that you are with me," he asked. Silence filled the room for a minute. Chornarov had been eying the paintings of his relatives. If they were still alive, they would have completely disowned him for what he was able to do. He sighed and the Crown Prince prepared two more shots, the bottle nearly finished. Chornarov took one of the glasses from the table. "Yes... Yes, I am with you," he took the shot. Kravos joined him a moment later. "Good. I knew I could count on you," he responded. He had taken a major step forward but now everything would become far more dangerous. He, at that moment, had declared war against his own father. "What's our first move?" questioned Igor. "We need to find out who else who are friends," he said, "I doubt we have many like-minded nobles like you and I." "Leave that to me," Igor offered. "It will take time but I think there is a far more urgent matter that needs to be addressed." "That is?" inquired Kravos. "We need a friend amongst the masses. We need to know that we ultimately go through with this that we have a friend, if not several, amongst the people. They need to be the true face of this movement. The Crown Prince nodded. The hour was late. "I must return to Vardin," he said, not finishing before he scribbled something on a napkin, "meet me at this dock on the shores of Lake Viron in three days time at twilight." Chornarov looked at the note and put it in his pocket. "I will," escorting his friend to the door and into the waiting company of the driver who had desired to stay here for the night before driving back but he wasn't going to argue with his charge. "We'll stay in Mireya tonight," he said. It was a city only twenty-five miles to the south. "I'll telephone the butler about setting up the rooms." The driver at least was relieved he didn't have to drive all night.
  12. Aluxia

    A Change in the Wind

    Aluxia: one of Eurth’s last remaining autocracies. It had survived for hundreds of years, largely ignored due to its backwards mentality and its lackluster economic prospects. It had very little to do with its continental neighbors – though it maintained a cautious relationship with Morheim to the east out of economic need, the other nations of Argis had little reason to engage with a simply unpleasant country. Much of Aluxia’s misfortune was self-inflicted – the Emperors had been nigh genetically-programmed to be paranoid and distrustful. Such upfront resentment was in no way a good trait to be involved in the fineness of diplomacy. The current Emperor, Davros XXII, was no different. His was only further hardened with the assassination of his father, Ravon XI. The ruler himself was rather handsome but his attitude and his warped perspectives could not be hidden behind his well-trimmed beard. He was married to Renna. Although the official record would say that their marriage was one of love and passion. For it was neither, it was one of traditional obligation. Neither liked the other but tradition dictated such arrangement, and that of bringing a plausible heir to life. A son would be born: Kravos. Unlike the previous the Emperor, Kravos was the polar opposite. He was curious, kind, inquisitive, always wanting to learn more. He had none of his father’s traits. He was always kind to the servants in the Palace, while his father would hold them in contempt or outright insult them. Due to his upbringing, he had the privilege of getting the best education the royal family could buy and had the chance to learn beyond the Empire’s borders and witness concepts and systems across the nations of Argis: democracy, equal rights, separation of powers, the rights of the commons. All of which were completely foreign. Although Aluxia’s previous monarchs had provided some modest improvements in the quality of life for their people, the aristocracy still controlled almost everything. When Kravos turned 21, his more liberal, if not radical opinions became all too obvious to his father and the relationship between the two, which had been strained for years, only to get far more tense while he was abroad, soured dramatically. The two would have fights for days over what would be his level of involvement in running the day-to-day affairs of the Empire, as was a tradition commonly held by the Crown Prince. It wouldn’t be until the Queen stepped in, a very rare act, that ultimately Davros capitulated and appointed his son to the Council of Twelve. For over 400 years, the council had been essentially neutered. It was supposed to properly advise the Emperors twice a year on major issues of importance but now it was just twelve men who came to the capital, Vardin, twice a year, take their seats in the chamber and wait for the Emperor. He never appeared. With Kravos’ appointment, it shocked the council as it was the first time anyone from the Imperial family had interacted with them in generations. Usually, the twelve on the council were largely put there to keep them out of the court politics that most aristocrats in the Empire engaged in and having a seat on what was supposed to be an august body was seen in the eyes of the nobility as nothing short of political suicide. It was the biannual seating of the council. The eleven men had already arrived in the capital the night before and were sitting in the chamber, waiting for their newest and twelfth member, Kravos. A bell ringed and the doors of the chamber were opened by two servants. He silently walks into the room and takes his seat. Silence engulfs the room for five minutes before the Crown Prince speaks up. “What is the agenda?” inquired Kravos. One of the councilors responded, “there is none.” The Crown Prince was not satisfied by that answer. “And why is that?” “The Emperor has nothing for us to discuss or consult him on.” Again, he did not accept this answer. “Just because the Emperor has nothing does not mean there isn’t anything to discuss,” he retorted, at the same time shocking three of the men. This was the Crown Prince going against the status quo. Kravos paused and continued, “I want to talk about the conditions of our rural poor and what we can do to improve their livelihoods,” he said. There was total silence. Were they about to have a conversation? A discussion? Another councilor attempted to make out the words, stuck at the tip of his tongue. “But..erm…yes, of course, we can,” he said. Kravos nodded. “Thank you,” he responded and the Twelve would talk for over five hours on a range of issues facing the poor. It would be their first productive session in generations. “…so we’re agreed that the Empire should immediately explore the introduction of a minimum wage of 120 Zemids a month, coming straight of the Imperial Treasury,” asked the Crown Prince. “We’re behind you, but what of your father, he’ll not get behind this one bit…” the councilor was cut off. “I’ll deal with my father, this is a common-sense proposal, and if anything, will improve the Imperial Court’s relationship with the people.” With the matter decided, the scribe, who had not any true job to do in the ten years he had been hired to do on behalf of the Council of Twelve, drafted the proposal that would be submitted for the Emperor’s approval. The councilors prepared to get up, to return home to their families and other lives until they would have to return to Vardin in six months’ time. Kravos cut them off and stood in front of the door. “I believe there is much we have to do for our Fatherland and that cannot be done with biannual meetings. I want you all back here, next week.” And so would the Council of Twelve become more powerful than it had ever been in hundreds of years on the simple words of the heir to the throne. The relationship between father and son was on a collision course of epic proportions that would change Aluxia forever.
  13. Aluxia

    Request: Aluxia

    I noticed the map just got updated but whenever its next amended can Galan City be renamed Vardin in light of the revised fact book and my now-rapid effort to catch up and get going on what I was going to do several weeks go. Much appreciated and thank you for all the work you do into making the map as amazing as it is.
  14. Hello everyone, I apologize for vanishing off the face of the earth for the last few weeks, it was not my intention to look like someone who was taking any for granted. I was dealing with some personal matters that needed my absolute attention and now that they've been addressed, I can refocus here. While I was away, I had a moment of reflection on what I had designed for Aluxia previously and I realized that it was not really in the vein of what was needed so I have gone ahead and revised the factbook substantially to the point that I hope its better suited not just for the geographic area it is in on the map but for the region-at-large. Fortunately, there has been zero action regard to the country so the impact of the changes only really entail the news posts I have written (and now essentially moot). With the new fact book, I've also completely revised my intended roleplays and I think you will get a general idea of what it may involve by glancing over the book. You will see the first such post by the end of this week. Again, sorry about the ghosting.
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